A/N: I would like to thank my agent for believing in me, my parents for taking care of me, and most of all, I'd like to thank the little people who make my life beautiful! I love you all!

Disclaimer: Oh I wish I was an Oscar Meyer weiner! That is what I truly wish to be! For if I was an Oscar Meyer weiner, Draco would be in love with me!

Hermione pushed off the covers and groaned exasperatedly. She knew it was late, probably after midnight, but she couldn't sleep. After she and Malfoy had made it back to the common room she'd rushed straight into her room. She wanted to thank him but was afraid to say anything. So she'd tried to fall asleep, but every time she started to drift off she saw Trevor, leering over her. His face haunted her dreams and she couldn't stop thinking about him.

She shivered and got out of bed, wrapping herself tightly in her baby blue robe. She padded barefoot across the common room and knocked softly on Malfoy's door.

"Come in," she heard as she slipped inside his room. He looked up at her from where he was sitting at his desk. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw how the light from the hall reflected on his pale hair, making it look golden. He was wearing low cut pajama bottoms and a thin white undershirt and she couldn't help imagining him without them.

Draco was surprised that Hermione was here. When she'd rushed away earlier, he'd assumed she needed to spend some time alone. She hadn't even thanked him for helping her. But here she was, looking like an angel in a thin blue robe, with her brilliant red hair fanning over her shoulders.

Hermione cleared her throat and stepped closer. "I, uh, couldn't sleep," she said apologetically. "And I, uh, just wanted to thank you. For helping me. So...um...thank you."

Her voice quivered slightly and he saw she was shaking. He got up from his chair and picked up the blanket lying on his bed. Stepping behind her, he wrapped it around her waist. He was so close he could smell the light scent of flowers. He leaned down, and rested his lips lightly on her neck. She moaned softly and he wrapped his arms around her waist, letting the blanket drop to the floor. His kisses slowly trailed down her neck and his hands moved up to her stomach. She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing his lips down to crash into her own. She kissed him passionately and he matched her pace, tangling one hand through her hair as he pulled her closer.

Together they tumbled on to his unmade bed. She kissed him fiercely, her tongue wrestling with his and her hands moving frantically over his body. She yanked off his shirt and brought her mouth down to his tight stomach, trailing kisses that burned. He swore under his breath as he flipped her over and straddled her. His breathing grew more frantic as he untied her robe and pulled it away, revealing her thin tank top and boxers. She pulled him down on top of her, their legs and lips tangling together as they gripped each other tightly.

Hermione woke up the next morning and groaned. Her head was pounding and her mouth was so dry. She pulled away from the arms wrapped around her waist and reached for a glass of water sitting on the nearby table. She sipped slowly, savoring the feel of icy liquid pouring down her sore throat. She set the empty glass down and turned back to Draco lying next to her. A blanket was loosely tucked around him and his chest rose slowly with every soft breath he took. His hair had fallen into his face as he slept, and she gently tucked some of it behind his ear. She yawned quietly and snuggled back under the covers, enjoying the feel of his body so close to hers.

A/N: now i know what your thinking, cuz ur all wondering, DID THEY OR DIDN'T THEY?!?! and the answer is...............im not really sure yet. :) but i'd love to hear wat u guys think i should do, so review please! and sorry its so short, but i've been really busy w/ school starting and everything. i'll update soon!